PDF, epub, Kindle ebook. This is the Ralph T. H. Griffith translation of the Atharvaveda. The Atharvaveda is a Vedic-era collection of spells, prayers, charms. Volume XLII of The Sacred Books of The East. This volume contains Hymns of the Atharva-Veda together with extracts from the ritual books and the. As of today we have 78,, eBooks for you to download for free. No annoying ads, no Atharva Veda by Sri Ram Sharma Acharya [Sanskrit-Hindi].
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When, closely clinging round the wood, the bowstring sings triumph to the swift and whizzing arrow, Indra, ward off from us the shaft, the missile. As in its flight the arrow's point hangs between earth and firmament, So stand this Munja grass between ailment and dysenteric ill!
By this may I bring health unto th y body: We know the father of the shaft, Mitra, the Lord of hundred powers: By this, etc. We know the father of the shaft, Varuna, strong with hundred powers: We know the father of the shaft, the Moon endowed with hundred powers: We know the father of the shaft, the Sun endowed with hundred powers: By this may I bring health unto thy body: Whate'er hath gathered, as it flowed, in bowels, bladder, or in groins, Thus let the conduit, free from check, pour all its burthen as of old.
I lay the passage open as one cleaves the dam that bars the lake: Thus let, etc. Now hath the portal been unclosed as, of the sea that holds the flood: Even as the arrow flies away when loosened from the archer's bow, Thus let the burthen be discharged from channels that are checked no more. May yonder Waters near the Sun, or those wherewith the Sun is joined, Send forth this sacrifice of ours.
I call the Waters, Goddesses, hitherward where our cattle drink: The streams must share the sacrifice. Amrit is in the Waters, in the Waters balm. Yea, through our praises of the Floods, O horses, be ye fleet and strong, and, O ye kine, be full of strength.
Here grant to us a share of dew, that most auspicious dew of yours, Like mothers in their longing love. For you we fain would go to him to whose abode ye send us forth, And, Waters, give us procreant strength. Dice, Etc. As of a costly horse grown old and feeble, I find not any profit of the gamester.
When the brown dice, thrown on the board, have rattled, like a fond girl I seek the place of meeting. Still do the dice extend his eager longing, staking his gains against his adversary. Cast on the board, like lumps of magic charcoal, though cold themselves they burn the heart to ashes.
In constant fear, in debt, and seeking riches, he goes by night unto the home of others. He yokes the brown steeds in the early morning, and when the fire is cold sinks down an outcast.
No wealth am I withholding.
Enjoy the gain, and deem that wealth sufficient. There are thy cattle there thy wife, O gambler. So this good Savitar himself hath told me. Assail us not with your terrific fierceness. Appeased be your malignity and anger, and let the brown dice snare some other captive. So naturally, there are hymns to weapons, including this one which not only mentions bows and arrows, but also the coiled arm-guard that would protect an archer from the friction of the bowstring: From Book 6 HYMN LXXV.
Weapons of War He lays his blows upon their backs, he deals his blows upon their thighs. Thou, Whip, who urgest horses, drive sagacious horses in the fray.
Go to the foemen, strike them home, and let not one be left alive. The identity of Soma remains disputed to this day, but it was clearly the juice of a plant and was much admired for its ability to give vigor in battle and clarity in thought. Soma Pavamana.
They made the Sun that he might shine. Pour on us, Soma, with thy stream manconquering might which many crave, Accompanied with hero sons. With a little imagination you can imagine an HBO series about these people and it would be worth watching. The underlying philosophy is pagan and heroic and may not strike many of us as particularly deep, though I guess that someone like Christopher Beckwith who writes about central Asian history with great feeling would say this IS a deep philosophy, even an attractive one.
And of course these are, after all, hymns that are meant to be recited. Their very sound is supposed to have quasi-magical properties. Their addressees are higher beings who can bestow favors or withdraw them.
This level of usefulness is meaningless to a modern secular person, but even a modern secularized Hindu may feel the recitation creates a psychological connection to his or her people, to their language and sounds, and to their traditions and community values. All of which is not without consequences. All in all, worth downloading on Kindle for free. It seems to me that Shinto and Japanese cultural traditions may be a good example of what a successful and relatively intact pagan religion of this type might look like today.
Modern Hinduism may be too much of a "wounded civilization" to be a good model of what the original Indo-European religion could have evolved into But who knows, those wandering warrior pagans may rise again..